The ride is very long but it is cooled inside the trailer. I fall asleep on the trip. When I awake to the sound of the heavy machinery unloading our...cages from the trailer. I am placed in a row with rows of girls behind and ahead of me. We seem to be in this huge warehouse. I look around at the other beautiful girls in the same predicament I have found myself. As the morning hours move forward to the afternoon, people begin to come into the warehouse. The entire places is filled with. Jacob was extremely upset and told her she would have no choice, she would have to stop, whether she wanted to or not. That's when Nancy stepped up and became very assertive and aggressive. She told Jacob she could not and would not stop fucking black men. She would, however, stop fucking him. He would be her little cuckold boy from then on, and if he couldn't accept that, he would have to leave and not live with her and the baby.Jacob was devastated. He loved Nancy with all his heart, but he. I found a courtesy phone, and acknowledged that I was Carl Richmond, and that I had indeed just arrived from the US. I was told to wait a moment. God I loved the British accent, particularly when done by a woman."Carl Richmond?" a voice asked me in a Bronx accent."Yes, this is Mr. Richmond," I responded."Blue Horse," the voice stated.Ah, my contact from the Embassy, doing the regular cloak and dagger crap. I had been told this would happen for security and identification purposes."Fox Tree," I. He took me deep and slow, forcing me to feel every millimetre of his cock, unable to touch his body after he’d bound my wrists to the bed head. He held my legs apart with his immense strength and owned my body. He was the only guy who had me like this. Everyone else fucked, nailed, or pounded. Men doing what they thought manly men should do, pure animal penetration. I love it of course, but I found I loved this more. After ages of relentless pleasure he pulled out and staggered to my head where.